Luyện nghe bài hát Clique

What of the dollar you for?
Is that the one fighting for soul?
Or your brother's the one that running from, but if you got money, fuck it, cause I want some

B.I.G. fuckin' me, oh god, whoa

OK ain't nobody with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody fresher my mothafuckin' clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, don't do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, want the
want the, they want the

I tell a bad bitch do I say
My block behind me like I'm out the driveway
grind day, from Friday, to next Friday
I been up for nine days, I need a spa day (spa day)
Yup, She trying get me that
I might let my bang, my crew deeper than Wu-Tang
I'm with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name
You know 2 Scrr!
I'm pulling up in that Bruce Wayne but I'm the villain,
Man, they kneeling when I'm walking in the
Freaky I be feeling from the bank accounts I'm filling
a feeling, ah man, they gotta be
Young player from the D that's killing everything he see (Ain't nobody fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

Ain't fresher than my mothafuckin' clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they don't do it my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, want the
They want the, they the

Yeah, I'm talking 'Ye, yeah, I'm Rih'
Yeah, I'm talking B', nigga, I'm me
Yeah, I'm talking bossy, I ain't Kelis
Your too short, you can't be talking to me
Yeah I'm talking LeBron, we ball in our tree
G.O.O.D. Music drug-dealing cousin, ain't fuckin' with we
Me that 62 to 125, 125 to a 250
250 to a half a million, ain't nothin' can do with me, now who with me?
¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or
Translation, I'm the shit, least what my neck say
Least that what my check say, lost my for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years, hug his son since second grade
He never told, who we gon' tell, we top of the totem
the Dream Team meets the Supreme Team
And all our eyes green it only means one
You ain't fucking with my clique (Ain't fucking with my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique)

nobody fresher than my mothafuckin' clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
As I around, they don't do it like my clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, want the
want the, they want the

Break records at Louie, ate breakfast at
My girl a superstar all a home movie
Bow on our arrival, the idols
What did in Paris, got 'em hanging off the Eiffel
Yeah I'm talking business, we CIA
I'm talking Tenet, I seen him the other day
He me about my Maybach, think he had the same
Except mine tinted and his might have rented
You know white people get money, spend it
Or they get money, buy a business
I rather buy 80 gold chains and go
I know Spike Lee gon' me but let me finish
it on the pigment, we living no limits
Them gold P ceilings was just a figment
Of our imagination, MTV Now I'm looking at a crib right next to where TC lives
Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse
He wasn't drunk he just had a few brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, beverage
Everything I do need a news crew's
Speedboat swerve watch out for the waves
I'm way too black to burn from sun
So I just meditate at the in Pompeii
About how I could a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas they screaming like Elvis
But I just wanna design and nail it
Shit is real got me feeling
Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's Brazilian
Went through, deep depression my momma passed
Suicide, what talk is that?
But I been talking to God for so long and if you look at my I guess he's talking back
Fucking my clique

Ain't nobody fresher my mothafuckin' clique
As I look around, don't do it like my clique
And all these bad bitches, man, want the
They the, they want the